There was a time before
The loud and earthshaking war
When some remembered
When all was peaceful
...
Softly blowing wind
Rushing through the pine trees
Blowing hair across my face
As I look up into space
...
Oh how sweet and juicy
The apple from that tree.
The only everliving fruit
To change our destiny.
...
Lines and colors have faded
All bring night and tell day to be gone.
The monsters have crept out
Everyone's beginning to play.
...
I am an 18 year old high school graduate. This fall, I plan to attend Eastern New Mexico University and I am majoring in psychology. I also plan to minor in Spanish and French to become a trilinguist. I write poems whenever the mood hits me and I like to write poems about certain moods. Often, a song or a situation gives me inspiration.)
Shattered Glass
There was a time before
The loud and earthshaking war
When some remembered
When all was peaceful
The birds chirping in their trees
There was a time before
The planes came and the bombs landed
The children ran and the families scattered
All was lost
For there was no hope
When the soldiers came
And seized the throne
We all had nothing
We started with nothing
We end with nothing
The world was shattered
The world was broken
Who knows how many lives were taken
We've lost it all, yet we have it all
And as one, we'll start again.
Tara, do keep writing.. you have a talent and an individual voice. Michael